I Forgive

I walked into her room
Fist slammed into her temple
Then I squeezed
Tears boiled from her eyes
A scream
Silenced as I grip her throat
I can feel her temples giving
Can imagine the hurt
The stresses on her brain
A damaged mind?
Well, she'd be like me then
She had to have me
Didn't she
Couldn't resist
She needed me
Should I show her?
Give her a hint
Of how much I didn't need it
Yes
So I did
She learnt quickly
Only wild eyes
Bloody tears
As I kneed her
Giving, where she took
Sharing with her
My terror
My pain
Compressed into an abject lesson
Of five blissful minutes
She fed mine for years
I left her bleeding
Her sex destroyed
I'm sorry sister
I knew not how to control my rage
But you'd hurt this little boy
I may not forgive you
But I forgive me

© 2005, Mosquitobyte